This is many years ago, when I was still in my mid-20's. I went to this one guy in the Hollywood Hills, who was Italian. He was really hot. Mid-30's and good looking with a hairy thick body. He gave my back and neck a great massage - I remember cause I fell asleep and that's rare for me. I woke up a bit groggy when he asked me to flip over. That's when I noticed he had taken off his shorts. He proceeded to climb on top of me, his balls in my face and he started massaging my thighs. Before I could react - I was still kind of out of it, he put his mouth on my cock - and I came almost immediately. He swallowed every drop. (This is when I was so reckless and against better judgment didn't think about what I could catch from all these activities - but thankfully I left unscathed). He then proceeded to continue massaging me legs while straddling my face, with his hard cock bouncing against my chest and leaking pre-cum. I started to rim his beautiful asshole - man he smelled good - and I remember how his taint throbbed against my chin. Then he came all over my chest and I came pretty violently again. We showered together with deep kisses but I was too wasted to get it on another time. I tried to reach him a couple weeks later for a repeat - but he said he had moved away. I did drive by his place and there was another car in the driveway. Not sure if he had, but I got the message. Still the benchmark for the best massage for me, and fodder for many jerk off sessions through the years.
